"Achooo!"
Damn it! I really caught one hell of a cold...
As if that weren't enough, I'm still completely wrecked from the fight with John a few hours ago.
Even though the wounds and fractures have already healed, the pain is definitely still there!
And on top of that, I'm dead tired.
Seriously, I don't even know how I managed to make it home on my own.
But when I got home, I found a problem even bigger than John Hayes waiting for me.
My mother. Absolutely furious.
When I tell her everything, things somehow get even worse.
I was hoping that bragging about how I handled the whole problem on my own would earn me a shower of praise.
Instead, all I get is an angry rant.
"Good heavens, you're practically an icicle! Go take a hot bath right now! You and I are going to have a serious talk later!"
I don't think I'll ever get used to her overprotective-mother mode.
I sink even deeper into the steaming water I've been soaking in for over an hour.
The longer I wait before getting out, the more time she has to cool off.
By now, I know her well enough to know exactly how long it takes her to calm down after I screw something up.
In this case... well, I think three hundred years should do it.
Despite the hot water, I feel a cold sweat run down my back when I see the door handle move.
Even more so when Anastasia appears in the doorway.
But... hey, why is she wearing a bathrobe?
I don't even have time to ask before she lets it slip to the floor at her feet.
Now she's completely naked.
Every muscle in my body is wrecked, but apparently one of them didn't get the memo.
It rises out of the water the moment my eyes land on her huge tits and her pussy, framed by neatly trimmed red pubic hair.
Apparently, it took her a lot less time to calm down than I thought.
...Actually, now that I get a good look at her face, she somehow seems even angrier than before.
My mother doesn't say a word.
She simply sinks into the tub across from me.
The sharp, stern look she gives me says everything.
"Sorry..." I mumble.
My lips are right at the surface of the water, making little bubbles as I speak.
"Oh, really? And what exactly are you apologizing for?"
Good grief, that's definitely a trick question.
I need to handle this carefully if I don't want to spend the rest of my life grounded.
"Well, um... I'm sorry for not keeping you updated on where I was going. For working with the lycans without your permission. For going around without my security detail. For attacking a dangerous Monster Hunter. And then... hmm... what else?"
Her eyes narrow even further.
"You forgot the most important thing of all."
"Uh... which is?"
"For making me worry myself sick, idiot!"
What—?
I barely have time to process it before Anastasia throws her arms around my neck.
She holds me tightly, pulling me against her in an embrace warmer and stronger than any she's ever given me before.
Her cheek presses against mine.
No... no way...
Is she really...?
There's no mistaking it.
That wet feeling against my cheek...
It can't be bathwater. Both of our heads are still dry.
And then there's her ragged breathing... and most of all, the quiet sobs she's desperately trying to hold back.
I immediately pull away from her and look straight into her eyes.
They're glossy, and a single thin tear trails down her cheek.
It's... the first time I've ever seen her shed a tear because of me.
It feels so... strange.
But it hurts.
Fuck, it really hurts.
She doesn't deserve this. Not after everything she's done for me.
I cup her face in my hands and press my lips to hers in a long, gentle kiss.
"I-I'm sorry, Mom. It won't happen again. I promise..."
"You shouldn't be doing it for me. You should be doing it for yourself. I may seem overly strict to you, but it's only because I care about your safety. The threats out there are far more insidious and deadly than a mere Monster Hunter. You got lucky once, but if you keep playing with fire, sooner or later you're going to get burned."
"I know, Mom. You're absolutely right. I'm sorry... again."
"Apology accepted, my little one."
Then Anastasia leans forward.
Her legs intertwine with mine as she settles on top of my thighs.
Her voice suddenly shifts from worried and apprehensive to warm and sensual.
"...You made me really angry. But at the same time, I'm so proud of how fast you're getting stronger..."
She lifts her hips, then slowly sinks down onto my cock, which has been rock hard for a while now.
"D-Does that mean... no more insane training sessions with Viktor?"
A not-so-reassuring smile spreads across her face.
"Quite the opposite. It's probably thanks to those that you're still in one piece. So I'm going to tell my brother that, starting tomorrow, he has to train you every single day."
E-Every day...?
Seriously...?!
No...
Nooooo...!
NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Arc 2 🔸️ The Renegade Monster Hunter 🔸️ END